Ah, such is my view on many a hike…
Unfortunately, I had to hang back further than usual on this one, as I was just starting to come down with a cold.
It did give me the chance to appreciate the silence, the absolute glory of a perfect, crisp, Maine fall day.
To notice the very last bits of color coming through.
To hike toward some of my oldest friends laughing, sharing local brews at the top.
To revel for a while amongst the pines, in the beauty of this place.
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